I suppose that I should at least give a little bit of information up here so people aren't completely lost or confused as they read through this story.
First of all I should say that I am more used to write original stories than fanfics, just cause with originals you create the rules regarding that universe, whereas the video game created the universal rules of Resident Evil and whatnot.
Second, this story is centered around many of my own characters, and also includes the surviving RE characters, though some of them may possibly seem to be out of character. If this is the case, there could possibly be a good explanation for it, or I made a mistake. Either way, if you notice anything like that feel free to let me know and I'll see if I can't fix it.
Lastly, this is the third or fourth draft of this story, and I still haven't completely decided on some things that are going to happen. For example, my previous drafts were begun before the release of RE4, and therefore still had Umbrella as a powerful company that got away with what they had done to Raccoon City. Now, however, I'm trying to fit the death of Umbrella into the story but am having a hard time doing so.
Anyways, I guess that's really everything I need to go over… oh, one more thing. Obviously this story follows the storylines created by the games as opposed to the movies or books, though I am considering throwing in the Exeter, Maine STARS members introduced in the second RE book, Caliban Cove. Also, I am not going to really include the characters or events unique to RE: Survivor, RE: Gaiden, or RE: Dead Aim, though I may have someone mention, briefly, something about those games. I am not including them because I have no knowledge of the first two games, and I really don't like the characters in Dead Aim much.
Anyway, I think that's everything, plus this has gotten a little long, so I'll just let you all get on with the story.
Resident Evil:
The Bane Virus
Welcome to the Nightmare
Prologue
He remembered, remembered everything. He could still feel the leaves and twigs snapping beneath his bare feet as he ran, ran from the nightmare. The wind howled in his ears as it roared through the trees around him.
Yet he didn't remember the screams, or the barking of the dogs, the screech of a train on it's tracks, or the whirring of helicopter blades above the trees.
He looked around as, once again, he was running through the trees. He saw other figures running through the shadows, catching glimpses of a woman in a blue uniform wearing a beret and a blonde man wearing sunglasses even in the middle of the night running towards him, in the direction that he was running from. He looked above and saw a helicopter fly low over the trees, trying to escape something that he couldn't see.
"NO!" he screamed, stopping and trying to get their attention, "No! Not that way! Don't go that way!"
Suddenly his sight went blurry, and his head started to spin. He shut his eyes, waiting until the feeling stopped, then opened them to new surroundings. He stood upon a cold metal walkway, ladders at either end, one going up the other down. To his left his attention was drawn towards a beautiful young woman in shorts and a tank top, leveling a magnum at something behind him. He turned and stared at the monstrosity, a large, bulbous eye blinking from the monsters right shoulder, a lead pipe held in one hand. It slowly shuffled past him as the woman unloaded the bullets into its pulpy mass. As he focused on the blonde-haired face that was slowly sliding down the body, his world went blurry again.
When it stopped, he found himself in new surroundings once again. There was the same woman he'd seen in the forest now standing at the controls to a really big machine, looking cold in her tank top and miniskirt. He heard an inhuman roar and turned, seeing a large mass of what looked like bones and decomposed skin with tentacles sprouting from everywhere, slowly making its way towards them. It roared again as a high-pitched whine filled the room and the machine emitted a beam of light entwined with orange and blue bolts of electricity that slammed into the monster, the light getting so bright that he had to shut his eyes to stop the pain.
When he opened his eyes again, he was back in familiar surroundings. But as he looked around, small differences told him that he wasn't where he thought he was. It seemed like the mansion's foyer, but there were differences that nagged at him. His attention was brought to the main stairs as a tall, blonde woman slowly began descending them, moving towards the blonde man that stood at the bottom. As she moved down the steps, her dress seemed to catch on fire, dropping from her as her skin grew grey and pebbly, an odd vein winding its way through her legs and over one shoulder to settle underneath one of her breasts. As she reached the last step, the man reached out to touch her. Casually, she lifted her arm, hitting the man in the face and sending him flying across the room into the far wall. The fight began as everything once again went dark.
He waited for another scene to begin, but instead the darkness brightened just enough for him to see figures standing just in the shadows. A man wearing army camouflage pants with a tattoo coiled around one arm stood beside a young girl wearing a STARS uniform with a white vest. Beside them was two more people, one man one woman, wearing STARS uniforms, a young man wearing an RPD uniform, a woman wearing a red and black leather jacket, a bearded man in a STARS uniform, and another man dressed in army fatigues, his black hair semi-long framing his face. Slowly, they all faded into the darkness, as several more people stepped forward into the half-light. He didn't recognize any of them, but four of them were wearing STARS uniforms with a different logo than the previous ones, and several more just wore regular clothing.
"Who are you?" He yelled to them, trying to understand what his dreams were telling him. The only answer he received was a snarl from a creature that appeared behind the group, nearly eight feet tall with one regular arm and one long, bulky clawed appendage that was raised threateningly over the group of people. As the claw descended everything went black as he began to scream.
"NO!"